But weren’t you allowed even to drive it Shiba, which I think was the point being made by @Helenochka ?
I remember it being illegal for a non resident to drive a car they don’t ‘own’ but I thought there was no problem with a spouse doing so.
Our Saxo that we arrived with here was certainly only in my name, but Fran used it regularly while I was away all week. So either the law has changed or she was in jeopardy of prosecution for many years.
Come to think about it, she was a named driver on all 3 of our cars by the insurance, so surely they would have pointed out the transgression if there was one?
There’s no problem with the spouse driving the car as long as the owner is alive, David. Provided that spouse is insured obviously.
The problem only arises if the sole owner dies.
My husband’s been driving our car for years, even though he’s not named on the carte grise. No problem whatsoever.
Yes I was allowed to drive it with the permission of my children who didn’t care because basically it was mine anyway but the dealer only put OH on the CG when we took delivery of it new. Anyway a couple of months later, I sold it and had to have the CG in my name for that anyway and got another new car which I have to this day, 12 years later and less than 40,000kms from new on the clock. I don’t think the law car about such things, they are more interested in the insurance side of things.
Again, it’s far more of an issue for us because we live in the city centre. With no offroad parking. Only the person named on the carte grise can obtain a resident’s parking permit. If I died around renewal time, my husband wouldn’t be able to get a new parking permit for our car until his name was on the carte grise.
Life is so much simpler when you have a driveway.
The good news is that Fran’s son Dave, who lives in Eire, readily and immediately sent me his documents, required by the notaire to advance the succession. The first communication we have had for over 10 years even though we had a good relationship when we lived in England.
Daughter Sue, who is also apparently looking after her other brother, Steven’s, documents hinted the other day that they wouldn’t take part any more on the grounds that the money thus eventually released from Fran’s savings account would go towards the headstone because half of it, and the double grave, would be used by me and should therefore be my debt not Fran’s.
Perhaps at Dave’s acknowledgement of my urging to persuade his sister otherwise, hers and Steven’s arrived in my inbox this morning.
So now we have the full set, at last, and I can soon put all this behind me and concentrate on looking after Fran’s current abode while keeping it warm for my eventual arrival. Sometimes I feel that that is not too far distant.
Only one possible fly in the ointment. Unlike France where everyone has to have ID, in Britain it is not the case and it appears that the 2 who remain there do not have passports. Thus I need to ask the notaire what other evidence will be accepted.
Maybe this should be in cheerful news bearing in mind my travails with the notaire recently. I received an email from them yesterday, a test because theirs don’t alway get through, in both directions, and my reply didn’t bounce back from whatever in the universe controls such things.
So fingers crossed, but just to make sure I’ll go there again today, without a rdv, and see if I can move things a bit further on.
I’ll take a copy of the 2 remaining kids’ docs, minus passports which they don’t have, and see if they can suggest a different document to satisfy French bureaucracy.
